I’m a psychopath addicted to killing, but to avoid becoming an enemy of the righteous factions and standing against the whole world, there’s only one path left—fight evil with evil!

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Demon Cultivator: “So what if I’m a demon cultivator? Does that mean I deserve to die? You kill so recklessly, how are you any better than a demon cultivator?!”

Me: “I can’t be bothered explaining myself to you, you don’t deserve to hear it. Go say that to my Heaven-and-Earth Righteous Justice Sovereign Sword instead! And remember—once a demon cultivator, always a demon cultivator, for life!”

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Me: “They died of acute metal poisoning. Has nothing to do with me. What do you mean ‘hacked to death’? Don’t test me, I’ll give you acute metal poisoning too!”

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“Sorry, I thought you were a pack of demonic beasts, my flying sword just couldn’t brake in time. Ugh, your blood mist got in my eyes, that’s a blind spot in my vision! I mean, come on, what decent person goes for a stroll in the Demon Realm anyway? We’ve got it rough too, you know, this whole mess.

Hmph! Go complain to my flying sword about it! We’re all just trying our best to~ survive~ huh?? I’m already trying this hard and you’re still alive? Sword, turn around, one more pass!”

“No idea! They were screaming something like ‘this is outrageous’ and then just charged straight into the flying sword, stuck there, couldn’t shake them off.”